Title: Sometimes You Gotta Let The Feeling through (4/?)
Series: Met Nater
Willow POV
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Buffy's dead.
She's in hell.
It's my fault, I should have done something. But I didn't.
And she jumped.
To save us.
Without her, we'd all be dead, or worse. You think that nothing is worse than death.
You can't even imagine how wrong you are. Death can be a good thing, but it can be bad too. Demons might take your body, and some part of you is still in there. Or you could go to hell, and be Lucifer's or whoever rules down there slave for the rest of eternity. I somehow doubt the coolness of that.
But Buffy's there. For us.
At first, I didn't know what to do. I saw her jump into the portal, and her dead body lying in a sick position on the ground after I ran down the stairs. I remember holding her tight, crying, and after that it's all a blur. I'm still not so sure, but I knew what I had to do.
I had to get Faith.
She's a slayer, and someone has to protect the hellmouth, even if Buffy's dead doesn't mean we have the right to risk the rest of the world too. So I hacked into her files, and pushed her release date, oh lets see, around 12-13 years forward?
So she'll be free real soon. And she agreed to come to Sunnydale. Still a lot of things to talk about and fix, but I thought I had her all figured out and expected a no, but she surprised me.
I guess Buffy wasn't so wrong about her after all.
I miss her. But I don't know if there's anything I can do yet. I know Faith misses her too, but I doubt she'll talk about it. Maybe to Tara. Everyone is talking to Tara these days. But I don't blame them. She always knows what to say and do. She cries too you know. But she deals, she talks, and deals.
I'm driving back to Sunnydale, to tell them how it went. They're probably tearing the walls down, I know I would be. We see how much we needed her now that she's gone.
When she died it all fell together. We're building it up, but ever so slowly. Maybe Faith can help us build. She's not Buffy, and we're not trying to replace her either.
But together we're stronger, that's what we gotta believe. I've learned one thing in life, that I'll always try to remember.
Sometimes you gotta let the feeling through.
TBC?
Series: Met Nater
Willow POV
-----------------------
Buffy's dead.
She's in hell.
It's my fault, I should have done something. But I didn't.
And she jumped.
To save us.
Without her, we'd all be dead, or worse. You think that nothing is worse than death.
You can't even imagine how wrong you are. Death can be a good thing, but it can be bad too. Demons might take your body, and some part of you is still in there. Or you could go to hell, and be Lucifer's or whoever rules down there slave for the rest of eternity. I somehow doubt the coolness of that.
But Buffy's there. For us.
At first, I didn't know what to do. I saw her jump into the portal, and her dead body lying in a sick position on the ground after I ran down the stairs. I remember holding her tight, crying, and after that it's all a blur. I'm still not so sure, but I knew what I had to do.
I had to get Faith.
She's a slayer, and someone has to protect the hellmouth, even if Buffy's dead doesn't mean we have the right to risk the rest of the world too. So I hacked into her files, and pushed her release date, oh lets see, around 12-13 years forward?
So she'll be free real soon. And she agreed to come to Sunnydale. Still a lot of things to talk about and fix, but I thought I had her all figured out and expected a no, but she surprised me.
I guess Buffy wasn't so wrong about her after all.
I miss her. But I don't know if there's anything I can do yet. I know Faith misses her too, but I doubt she'll talk about it. Maybe to Tara. Everyone is talking to Tara these days. But I don't blame them. She always knows what to say and do. She cries too you know. But she deals, she talks, and deals.
I'm driving back to Sunnydale, to tell them how it went. They're probably tearing the walls down, I know I would be. We see how much we needed her now that she's gone.
When she died it all fell together. We're building it up, but ever so slowly. Maybe Faith can help us build. She's not Buffy, and we're not trying to replace her either.
But together we're stronger, that's what we gotta believe. I've learned one thing in life, that I'll always try to remember.
Sometimes you gotta let the feeling through.
TBC?